SECRET SMILE

Who says that my smile is like a secret

Sand is sand, sand doesn't matter

Desert full of death

Desert full of life

It’s the things you can’t count

That really matter

Maybe all answers have been given

And only the real question is missing

Who says that my smile is like a secret

Sand is sand, sand doesn’t matter

Desert full of death

Desert full of life

It’s the things you can’t count

That really matter

Maybe the answer lies in solidarity

If solidarity is given

A hope to all mankind

The question will not be missing any more

Like the secret smile that was not even there

Before the question had been given

Sand is sand, sand does’t matter

Desert full of life

If solidarity is given

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PATTERN

The pattern
of early morning in my head
the crispy sheets in my bed
of the way you're made for me
it's the pattern that fits best to me
for all the love I have for thee
remains all times as pattern of my life

Chronologically noting down events
those past and gone
then those remain to look upon
that make a pattern in my mind
I note them down on paper
I scribble flowers, dappled light and dark
a chequered background now leaves its mark
still I fleck it all with spots
and criss cross lines cross one another
psychedelic now I add some colour
I add some hearts to show my love
I made this pattern out of joy
because of the thoughts you left me with
thoughts of pure and magic bliss

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TALKING DRUM

West African Hourglass
construction of a drum
a pattern of hide
a pattern of rope
a pattern of wood
a pattern of sound
made to give you the pitch
patterned to mimic
tone and prosody
of human speech
pattern of tubular
construction
pattern of conical
construction

The talking drum saying:

"come back home"

but in pattern of drumming sound it goes...

"Make your feet come back
the way they went,
make your legs come back
the way they went,
plant your feet
and your legs below,
in the village
which belongs to us."

The pattern of drumming calling
Calling you back home

"DON DA DON CHAKA PON
PATA PON DON CHAKA
DON DA DON CHAKA PON
PATA PON DON CHAKA"

the talking drums are calling
in the pattern of their tone

Calling you back home

The pattern of the talking drums
Calling the addressed
announcing the sender
the message follows
like when a leopards on the loose
this is the way it goes...

"Mot a nkele nda, ve atan, atan."

meaning:

"He not go in house, but outside, outside."

a cryptic sentence full of jungle implications

That's the pattern sound of the talking drum
a pattern which amazes
used without technology
sending messages over the vast continent
one of the worlds amazing drum patterns

Showing the pattern of great minds

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HAND IN HAND

I cherish every moment
soothing cuddles
spicy kisses
seducing
hot your touch
a sensual statement
hand in hand
looking at each other
we smile...

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EARTHEN

Earthen, the smell rising
from the ground, after the rain.
I breathe, deeply inhaling
it's freshness
connecting myself
with mother earth,
soft and wet the moss,
tickling my toes.

Desire rises within me,
as the scent takes me on a journey.
My mind starts to see;
the colour of the room,
soft shadows of red and orange
flickering from the candle light,
enlacing us.
Jasmine incense burning,
the bed where we sleep,
we lay entangled as one,
the pouring rain outside,
so soothing, so sensual,
had stopped.
The moonlight throwing shadows
through the lucent silk drapes.
A breeze caressing us,
slightly chilly on our hot skin,
filled with the earthen scent.
I pull up the sheet, and cover us.

I'm still standing bare foot on the soft moss,
slowly disconnecting from the voyage my mind just made.
One with mother earth.
I smile, happy, thankful for being here, and start to dance.

A single odour can take you miles away.



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I'LL BE THERE

Life can be full of uncertainty
It's stinging clear to me
Though ,seems to leave me blind
Not able to see reality

Yet, whatever tomorrow brings I'll see
Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there

Seems to be everyone is so content
Whilst I feel nothing but torment
I drive myself to think
Of yester dreams
With open arms to hold you
And open eyes to see you
But I can't see how much
I let the wheel steer me
To put you in my dream tonight
To linger here with me again
What chance is there
To be, what I dream you to be
Dream how beautiful it could be
For you and for me

There seems to be a way
Everyone seems to get around
So why not me
Oh, pardon me
Oh, pardon me
For being me
While I burst into pain
People smile away
Pardon me, while I burn
I will rise above my agony
I will never be the same
Yet always you remain
In my dream
Sequence of yesterdays
Forever here to stay

My hands, I do stretch out to you
Why then, are you not here with me
If only in my dream
You would not walk away
For when I wake, the dream is gone
Yet, I do feel your presence strong
As if you want to linger on
Your perpetual spirit like a song
Enlaces me, embraces me, so strong
I feel to sleep not before long
So that I can drown myself again
In this whole entity I call
The dream of you and me
Yet, whenever I think that I am free,
You come again, and put your spell on me
I feel the sting of insecurity
Will I chose, water over wine
Thinking that you could be mine
I want to have this dream come true
For me, for you, eternity

Yet, whatever tomorrow brings I'll see
Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there

I want to feel free like a bird
Come, come meet me, emerge the dream
Lets fly in outer space
Where our stars were made
I will always hold you tight
When you're afraid of heights
My dream is better, than it ever was
I will hold you in perpetuity
Retaining balance of my dream

Only you, make me feel like I do
Yet, you rise with every morning dew
But every night you come so close to me
Your silent touch floats right through me

Yet, whatever tomorrow brings I'll see
Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there

Forever, sailing in my dream


PoeDes©


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THE RAIN (Surrealistic story)

The rain was pouring down, and I was sitting on an old tree trunk by the bulrushes. It had caught me by surprise. Now looking around, to see if there was a tree which could give me shelter.

There on the horizon, I saw what I was looking for. I picked up my bundle of books, and ran toward the tree.

I saw a frog was jumping by me in the same direction, a sheep came to keep me company too. Then a lion came, and brushed me with his mane. I was not afraid. An antelope jumped out from behind the bushes, and also joined us on the run to the tree. The antelope was not afraid of the lion either. I wondered, what was it that made these animals feel so close to me. A colibri came flying by, master of hummingbirds, and sat on my shoulder. I had not even seen the chimpanzee yet, who was now trying to hold my hand. I let him. A tiger, a snake, a fowl, a donkey and a zebra had joined us too.

We had almost reached the tree when we heard a loud thunder, then lighting struck the tree. Where to go now? The rain was still pouring hard and we were soaking wet.
The lion said; "come I shall lead you to a nearby cave, there we shall find shelter". We all followed the lion. Once inside the cave, we felt relieved having escaped the rain. I turned to the animals, and said; "Why did you all join me, it is so unusual. Normally we humans are afraid of you, and you are afraid of us." The animals came closer, and all of them looked at the books I was holding. "Why are you looking at my books?" I asked, astonished. "Well", said the colibri, " we saw you write whilst you were sitting by the bulrushes, and heard you read the poetry that you had written down, it was enchanting listening to you, you know."

I really felt flattered. To think of it, a colibri telling me this.

I opened my book and read a small piece;

From dusk to dawn
lay in my bed
toes tickling, when I awake
the sun outside is shining bright
I say my little prayer, right
jump out of bed
get shower power
then in to my garden, blooming flower
and this is where I rest and play
where peace surrounds me everywhere
the birds are humming, in the trees
the bees, a honey making team
and all the orchids are my dream...

The door bell rings, my sister's here
"Now come along, let's hug you dear.
I love the time when you are near.
I'll go and brew us lovely tea,
so you and me can sit out here,
and smell the flower power
disperse their spell
on you and me...".

Just while we have that lovely tea...




"What is tea?" I heard them ask.




What a miracle having animals listen to poems I thought, but then one never knows...is all we see, all we really can see? Is all we hear, all we really can hear? What's really real, and what surreal?



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TOUCH ME TENDER

I feel your touch in my dreams
I hear your voice so clear
I think you're the one playing
When I hear a saxophone
Or the sound of a guitar
But it's the wind, only the wind ~

Everything about you turns me on
This likeness of you and me turns me on
The banter and tease leaves me at ease
Yes, life could be so easy
...and yes, I know it's complicated ~

I don't want to leave this earth,
~ without touching you,
~ without making love to you,
~ without hearing you, and kissing you,
~ without seeing you smile at me,
not without doing things together with you again ~


My last wish, my only wish
Is a beautiful day and night with you
To be honest,
I would rather it be a lifetime without end
Waking up by your side in the morning light ~

I have one soul with you
Don't hide in the shadow
Come to the light
You, you're all I love and all I need
All I want
Come, make me shine ~

My love for you is immense,
huge,
it's immeasurable,
higher than the highest mountain
and deeper than the sea,
it's like touching all horizons with you
it's so much more than words can say,
touch me baby, touch me ~

If only I could touch your ~heart~ and make it beat faster
For me, only me
I care to be the sun in your life, that brightens every rainy day
I just want to be the one to hold you, when you're cold
The one to soothe you, when your world crashes down on you ~

Because of love, I am giving light ~
... and you are beautiful, in this light ~



Caress me, hold me tender ‘long the night
Tease me, laugh with me ‘long the day ~



Good morning, sparkle in my eyes ~



PoeDes©

BOON AND BANE

That first night had so much meaning
Feelings that I truly gave you
When you took me in your arms
And I felt your cuddly warmth
When you held me close to you
I felt safe, like never before

That first night had so much meaning
Tender kisses, skin to skin
Caresses, gentle, full of caring
Looks of true love in our eyes
Oh, that first night was like heaven
Right down here on mother earth

That first night had so much meaning
Morning came, we were still dreaming
And we looked so beautiful
Making breakfast in the kitchen
Your eyes never leaving mine
We were complete, fulfilled inside

That first night had so much meaning
Made me crave much more for you
As your tender kisses showed me
Patience had to reign in me
Wait for when you would be ready
To admit that you were mine

That first night had so much meaning
Softly sleeping in your arms
Holding me like I was treasure
That you wanted all your life
Now it’s only dreams remaining
Sand that's slipping through my fingers

That first night had so much meaning
Tears drops, shining in my eyes
sweetest love my benison
As you gave me peace and freedom
I'm still waiting patiently
One day you will return to me

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DAISIES

I can hear your heartbeat
singing to me in a rhythm
that says; "I love you."


I can feel the stroke of your hand
touching my skin, caressing me
physical and equally spiritual


Your sensual kisses
painted all over my body
tattooed your words, in my heart


You became an artist in my exhibition
painted all colours of the rainbow
over me and then on canvas


I welcomed you in to my haven
of sacredness, let you rest
so that my soul could sail in yours


Endless hours of creating
irresistibly engaged in each other
embracing confessions of love


Not just to hear, but to feel,
to see, like a divine revelation
in the minds eye


You painted that masterpiece
of happiness and joy
like no other ever


My memories of you
every morning when I wake
make me smile, make me warm


My thoughts of you go yonder any other
restless waves of sea capture me
I miss you


Will you come and paint this summer
will we dance away the nights
and sleep in the reverence of angels


Bring me a bunch of daisies when you come...


PoeDes©


Photo by courtesy of Gaélle Rifflart

YOUR FAVOURITE BOOK

Read me like your favourite book
hear me like a love-song
let yourself be embraced by my heart
drown in my sensuality
savour in my spirit
enjoy every moment of my laughter
for it can make your heart leap with joy
dance with me until the morning hours
sleep like an angel in my arms
wake up to my sparkling eyes
love me for what I am
for what I give you
comes from the depth of my soul

Take what I give to you
hold it with passion
reap from what I sow
because it is pure happiness
recognize the inner light
which shines in me
and let it enhance every of your days
the nights will be brighter than moonlight
and the stars will sing to you
a beautiful symphony
never to forget its sweet sound
bury it deep in your heart
So that you will always remember my love

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UNTIL I SEE YOUR EYES

If I was an angel
I'd fly to you
Through time and space
Through clouds and rain
And hurricanes
I'd spread my silky wings
And fly, fly the skies

I'd fly to you
No matter where
The wind would blow
In heavy storm I would still go
Yet sunlight's shining on my wings
To make me warm inspire things
On this long flight

Through time and space
I travel now
As mother earth turns
Whilst my heart yearns
To end this flight
Be in your arms
And hold you tight

Through clouds and rain
Wings carry me
Yet they are soaked entirely
They slow my flight
To my destination
Thinking of you
Is my gratification .

And hurricanes
Blow my wings dry
From all the rain gone by
I need my strength
To concentrate
Not to be swirled away
To far from where I head

I'll spread my silky wings
Now dry
From hurricane gone by
Now sun is shining
I can see
Here from my flight
Its destiny

And fly, fly the skies
Until my wings touch home
I'm living in a storm
My heart just can't be torn
Away from loving you
You're living in my soul
Until I see your eyes

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HOW DO I LOVE THEE

I walk by the ocean
on this gentle soothing night
my dream of you lingers on my mind
the gentle breeze enlacing me
impressions of days and nights gone by

I drink the moons reflection
which lingers on the sea
it soothes my hearts yearning
but patience I abide
for in my soul you do reside

Though now so far away
an ocean us divides
yet I do see you walking
and standing by the sea
as you thus silently think of me

Embraced by something wondrous
not easily extinct
nor vanish the loving moments
those which embrace us close
and never disappear the dreams we behold

"How do I love thee? Do let me count."

Your smile feels like a summers breeze
Your touch like velvet yet off steel
Alights me like a burning flame
Your words so linger on my mind
Your manly voice so sweet and smooth
Your melting gaze or piercing glance
Undoubtedly so full of love
And when we kiss it promises infinitude
Not only this do I desire
I love your words, the ones you write
For there is where we two unite

Unboundedly could we achieve
what many of us do just dream
without it ever being real
yet in compliance we would be
if we would write our poetry

For yes, you do inspire me
in mind and inks conspiracy
undoubtedly you have erupted
my never-ending poetry
as I do hope that you abide with me

No one I've met had what you have
and continuously give to me
gather the words I throw in the air
they talk of love and unity
a gift that I behold for thee

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ROOMS WITHIN A ROOM

I am in my kitchen preparing something I call 'Koenigsberger Klöpse'. Somehow I feel you looking over my shoulder, pushing my long hair aside smelling my perfume. Placing a soft kiss on my neck. You glance into the casserole, and let yourself emerge in to my world of spicing the dish. "Hmm, is that German cooking?" I hear you ask, whispering the words softly in my ear. It seems unreal, but I'm in your kitchen.

I am finished with the preparation; a white sauce, with capers, lemon juice, black pepper and all season spices. A dash of 'créme culinaire' enhancing the dish. I gently put the meatballs in to the sauce. Now it just has to simmer.

Rice is already steaming its Basmati aroma trough the room. Though a rather exotic rice, I prefer it a lot with the dish the hint of Jasmine flavour making it tasty, though that’s not traditional. I've prepared a cucumber salad with a chive dressing to go with the dish. It's a nice combination, refreshing. The spices are enveloping us, and our nostrils are now being filled with the sweet aroma rising from the oven where my almond cake is baking.

You give me your radiant smile, my sweet reward for having made an almond cake. There is nothing as warm as your smile.

I leave the kitchen. Still, I feel your shadow moving along with me. I enter my bedroom, I think…

Yet as I open the door It's your bed standing there, big, firm, proud, in the middle of the room. The curtains now, midnight blue, not purple velvet like mine. You give me your favourite dress for me to wear, night blue silk fluently fitting me. You ask me to dance, again you move my long hair away from my face and whisper these words to me. I feel your hands gliding down my back, until you hold my waist firmly in your arm ready to tango into the night with me.Enlaced, skin to skin.

The scent of the Almond cake brings me back to my senses and makes me walk back to the kitchen. Yet still I feel that I am not in my place. It's like walking through rooms within rooms. It must be my wish, my longing for you that bring these visions to me, or perhaps that's where you want me to be, even now I can feel you touching me.

I want to lay the table, it's already been laid. Just like you do, pleasing to the eye, in the middle of the table a bunch of wild roses for joy, romantic aesthesia. You take my hand and lead me to my chair "Mademoiselle," you say, as you pull the chair for me to sit down. I kiss your cheek, love in my eyes…

Can I awake? Can this vision be real? Or will I always be seeing...

Rooms within a room…


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MOON CHILD

I'm a moon child
Lighting up the dark
Mysterious wonder night
I'm a moon child

Set light to candles
Secret smiles come
From loving eyes
Incense burning

Flavoured breathing
Perceiving touch
Of our hands
Oblivious to time

The bewitching moon
Shines down on us
We bathe in the light
It spells on us

I'll stroke your skin
Hear you breathing
Deep within, as you
Relax to my magic touch

Surrounded by a sea of
Light shining on us
Romantic plight
This moonshine night

Oh you feel it deep
Start to touch my
Need inside I feel
Indulged for more

Like me and you
Mars and Saturn
Residing at each
Others side

Yet I'm a moon child
I caress your skin
Some more, softly
As you cling to me

Your kisses deep
calming my need
Enlightening it arouses
My fire deep inside

You are the fuel
That I need to ignite
Keep me aflame
Never let me die again

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SENSUAL MELT

They dance so gracefully in silence


Not to believe the oneness


Of their bodies


The closeness of their minds


The intensity of their kiss


They melt, are one


Their movements synchronized


Exhales unity


They flow together through the times


They dance so gracefully in silence


Not to believe the sweetness


Weakness to surrender


Sensations of their flesh


Yet it's love that overpowered them


On a day last spring


They found each others arms


Magnetizing moments


Karma's intertwined


Swimming in each others eyes


Depth of their soul becomes their desire


They grow together in their minds


They dance so gracefully in silence


Not to believe the silence


Of their whispered words


As they touch and melt away


In one



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STAR PATTERN

The pattern of the
Constellation of stars
Huge in the universe
Plain to the eye
Yet untouchable
Far away in the sky
Though over million miles
This pattern
Shines on us every night


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YOU WANT ME JUST TO LOVE YOU

When the sun kissed the morning
we had to say goodbye
would it be for a long time
or just a short while

Would you die for me
would you cry for me
would you wait for me
until tomorrow deliberately
how tender can a love be

Your light, manifestation in my mind
I know you put a spell on me
you want me just to love you
you let your light shine in on me

Would you die for me
would you cry for me
would you fight for me
be on my side for me
how tender can a love be

Memories of how delicate a love can be
no one can take them away from me
do you ever dream of me
like I do most nights of thee

I would die for you
I would cry for you
I would fight for you
be on your side for you
how tender can a love be

Like the air that I breathe
now I drift away with it
dream of being with you
I wish you were here too

Would you die for me
would you cry for me
how much do you love me
you reside in my dreams
how tender can a love be

Every day when the sun kisses morning
I will say goodbye

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THE KEY TO YOUR HEART

Let love get closer than to your skin


you just protect yourself within


for all the wrong been done to you


you close up, are afraid of hurt


you keep it shut, the door within


a lock is keeper of your heart




Yet if you want to know real love


that bursts with passion in my heart


alone for you my fervour is


I showed you how much that can be


my kiss sweet tender on your brow


true actions that should make you proud




Unlock your heart and let me in


don't let this love part with the wind


just think how true, one of a kind


don't shut your heart, just don't be blind


let me get closer than your skin


you'll see how you will melt within




I will make heaven be here on earth


will treat you gentle with respect


soothe you in your times of trouble


and hold you tight when you feel weak


just open up and let me come in


a little deeper then your skin




Don't you see, I am the one who holds the key





PoeDes©